Why Now? Interesting but abstract title I know. It can honestly mean absolutely anything. It's so unclear just by the title what I'm referring to or attempting to address but I like it nonetheless.
Why Now? Well "why now" simply refers to the reasoning behind why I decided to write again. I have been saying for years that I will write my book. The skeleton outline resting in my iPhone strategically backed up in my iCloud and in the email sent folder, has been just that, a skelton for over 5 years. Each time I pick up my iPad to tackle a point that most certainly must be included in the text, I begin to type and then I'm permanently distracted by some random aspect of life. This is a disappointment. I never quit! I always finish what I start and if it's not perfect I start all over again. So you see why it bothered me daily about quitting on my book.
In high school,I loathed English specifically reading and writing. I loved poetry but anything outside of those lovely bars was too much. Poetry was not my first love, that was a role saved for numbers. Despite this fact I was really good at writing. I was dissatisfied with my stance against writing and decided that I would conquer my weakness. It was a mind thing. I had the power to control what I liked and didn't like so I did. Instead of running from writing I ran to it by making creative writing my second major. So I began to write initially just for the grades and to learn the appropriate techniques but then I quickly realized that writing was my release. As I wrote poetry, short stories and narratives I could hear myself telling me the story. I narrated each tale as if I was sitting in a meadow under a tree listening to tall tales of yester-year! I fell in love with writing. A piece of me was left on every page. Corny but true. After undergrad, writing didn't seem as fun until law school. I didn't fuss over the thesis or rule but the heart of the analysis is where I laid my hat. Yet still it wasn't filling that void of creative expression. So I began to write statuses on Facebook that were lyrical in nature and inspirational in context. These satisfied my hunger briefly but after years of posts it stopped. Somehow I had become so busy with life that I couldn't do what I loved so much. I didn't have my release.
Writing is important to me. Honestly, important for my sanity. Often times I will write down how I feel about the wrongs people have inflicted on me and it calms my soul. When I'm really upset I can end up with a "four page letter" delivered on time but not sealed with a kiss.
Why Now? Because I need it! I love to share my stories of strength, weaknesses, positivity and faith in hopes of helping others. I've learned when God speaks to you...LISTEN! So I'm listening. I pray that my posts will inspire at least one person to choose happiness!
Until next time I'll be living forever fierce, fabulous & flawless!